It was a Friday in April, and I was bored out of my mind in class. I remember hearing about us having a "two week" vacation before the day ended. A couple of my friends and I were kipping the last half-hour of class to do whatever. For the last 5 minutes of class, I was camping out in the lockerbay, and saw another classmate of mine there as well. "See you on Monday" I whispered to her. Heh, not knowing that was going to be the last time I'll ever see her...
but enough about that, basically, I heard about it in school, and just thought it'd be a great two weeks-or-so off.
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its better to seek support so you can know youre not the only one trying to cope with depression.
